The soul of the ex-husband

At this time, there was a light click, the spring on the door was lifted, and the iron door opened a crack.

Simon turned his head to look at Xiao Qi.

The door opened.

Xiao Qi put away his mobile phone, patted Simon's head lovingly, and made a silent compliment.

Simon frowned, and waved the young man's hand away.

Xiao Qi signaled Tata, Peter Pan and Simon to enter Room 1201.

Then, he took out a talisman from his pocket, walked to the door of Room 1202 on the opposite side, and stuck the talisman on the door. Then, he made a finger formula and whispered a few spells in his mouth.

After chanting the mantra, the red line on the yellow talisman paper seemed to slide through a golden light.

Only then did Xiao Qi casually point his fingers at the door, and pushed himself to the opposite room 1202.

The interior of 1202 is darker than the corridor outside.

After closing the anti-theft door, you can hardly see your fingers.

"Huh..." Peter Pan pinched his nose in disgust, waved his hands, and whispered, "What smell?"

Indeed, there is a musty smell in the room that has not been exposed to sunlight for a long time and is not ventilated, which is really unpleasant to smell.

Tata finally didn't have to hold back and was able to speak, but he was relieved.

She lowered her voice and said, "Master, how do you know that the person chatting with you downstairs that night was Zhang Zhihui, not Chen Fang?"

Xiao Qi took out the flashlight of his mobile phone, walked into the room, and said: "When he introduced that he lives on the tenth floor, I felt something strange."

"Why?" Tata rolled his eyes and said, "Just because you saw him once in the elevator?"

Xiao Qi let out a "hmm", and while he was obsessed with the lighting of his mobile phone in the room, he looked around and explained: "That time when Peter Pan sent Lin Wan home, the elevator came up from the first floor, and when the door opened, Zhang Zhihui was standing inside , wearing a black raincoat, covering half of his face, after entering the elevator, Pan Peter wanted to press the 12th floor, but found that the number key on the 12th floor was on, and it was the only one that was on... It means that Zhang Zhihui was getting on the elevator from the underground garage , The floor he wanted to go to was the 12th floor, but he didn't expect to meet us, so after the elevator door closed, he pressed the button for the 10th floor, and then went down from the 10th floor."

Peter Pan recalled what happened that night, and said in a daze, "Master...that happened half a month ago, why, I don't even remember these things? You still remember so clearly... Do I..."

Tata stroked Pan Peter's chestnut hair lovingly, and said softly, "Be good, don't humiliate yourself anymore."

Peter Pan scratched his head, slightly depressed: "...Oh."

After Tata entered the house, he followed Xiao Qi all the time, not daring to leave an inch.

To be honest, when this uncle is not pretending to be stupid, no matter what he does, he gives people a very down-to-earth feeling. Therefore, even if they are now in an apartment that may be haunted, Tata is no longer afraid.

"What if he really pressed the wrong button?" Tata asked after Xiao got up.

"Even if he pressed the wrong key, Chen Fang's occupation is also different from the story, so the storyteller must be lying." Xiao Qi walked to the window and wanted to open the curtain, but after thinking about it, he gave up , looked around, and said absently, "I just confirmed with the courier brother that Chen Fang's real occupation is a salesman, and he is currently on a business trip, but in the story of that night, Chen Fang is a funeral home worker."

"How did you confirm that he is Zhang Zhihui?" Tata asked, not letting go of any doubts that could easily cause ambiguity.

Xiao Qi turned around and looked back, and said: "In the story he made up, there are four characters in total, Zhang Jiayi, a weird girl, Li Li, a mother who ran away from home, Chen Fang, a good neighbor, and a domestic violence man. Zhang Zhihui... Since he is not Chen Fang, I can only assume that he is Zhang Zhihui for the time being. Besides... Zhang Zhihui is a worker in an auto repair factory. I have noticed his hands. The seams between his nails are very black. Clean, when I saw his hand at that time, I felt that it was not the hand of the person who worked in the funeral parlor..." Xiao Qi paused for some reason, then lowered his eyelids, and said in a low voice, "Zhou Heng should also I can see..."

"What?" Tata didn't hear the second half of the sentence clearly.

Xiao Qi shook his head: "It's okay."

Holding the flashlight, Peter Pan stuck closely behind Tata. He entered the shady house and began to feel a little bit timid.

"Uncle Master..." Pan Peter swallowed, then swept around with the flashlight beam, and said, "You... are you sure there is a dead body here?"

"Not very sure." Xiao Qi walked into the balcony at this time, that is, he could see the location of the river to the south, and said, "But there is definitely a corpse. If it is not here, it is hidden somewhere else. Zhang Zhihui Spraying perfume on the suitcase is indeed to cover up the smell of the corpse, but the reason is not as he said-the suitcase is stained with corpse odor in the funeral home, but because the suitcase was originally used to hold the corpse."

Peter Pan was startled, but before he recovered, Xiao Qi said again:

"The night we met Zhang Zhihui in the elevator, there was a corpse...or body parts in the suitcase next to him."

Peter Pan's legs gave way and he almost fell down.

Thinking that in the narrow elevator car that night, besides the four people, there was also a corpse folded up and packed in the suitcase, and Peter Pan felt a chill down his back.

Xiao Qi simply explained his conjecture clearly at once, and then said: "I heard from Zhou Heng that the night we sent Lin Wan home, Lin Wan heard someone in the corridor in the middle of the night, and that person actually turned back. Zhang Zhihui on the 12th floor..."

Why is Zhang Zhihui obsessed with the 12th floor?

Why can't room 1201 be rented out for half a year?

Where do haunted legends come from?

Why did Li Li run away from home half a year ago, and there has been no news since then?

Xiao Qi looked at the gray river downstairs, and with a low and cold voice, he concluded: "Room 1201 is used by Zhang Zhihui to hide the corpse, and the corpse is his wife Li Li."

Everyone present was chilled.

After a long time, Tata silently took out her mobile phone and tentatively said, "Call the police?"

Xiao Qi glanced at Tata, and said lightly: "I can call the police just based on my guess? At least I need to find the body."

Tata was right after thinking about it, and silently put away the phone.

Peter Pan said in a weak voice, "But, but uncle, why did Zhang Zhihui hide the body in Room 1201? Isn't it good to hide it in your own home?"

Simon suddenly opened one corner of his mouth and sneered: "Fool, who wants to hide the dead body in their own home?"

Xiao Qi turned around, leaned his back against the window of the balcony, and thought about it: "I guess it's because when Li Li died, there were only two apartments on the 12th floor in the whole building that were not rented out for the convenience of hiding the corpse. Half a year ago, a young couple moved in. The young couple probably saw something they shouldn't see, and they scared away. Since then, the legend of the haunted has spread, and half a month ago, Zhou Heng and Lin Wan lived in the house. Zhang Zhihui came in unexpectedly... On the night when Zhou Heng and Lin Wan moved in, Zhang Zhihui happened to be hiding the corpse in the early hours of the morning. Later, when he heard the movement in room 1202, he went to the door to check the situation, and finally took Lin Wan scared."

Tata rubbed the goosebumps on her arms, she didn't understand one thing, and asked: "Master, if Li Li really died half a year ago, Zhang Zhihui should have hidden the body at that time, why did he hide it half a month ago?" ?”

"Because the corpse can move." Xiao Qi said.

"........."

Tata and Peter Pan spontaneously huddled together and said tremblingly in unison: "You, please speak clearly..."

"What's on the other side of the river?" Xiao Qi asked.

The three of them looked out the window at the same time.

There is a small house with a sharp corner standing alone on the grassland across the river from the 42 houses.

Simon squinted his eyes, looked more carefully, and said, "The ancestral hall."

Xiao Qi still leaned his back on the window glass, turned his face, glanced at the ancestral hall across the river, and said: "The ancestors of the whole family were imprisoned in the ancestral hall, and there are all spiritual seats inside. The 42 buildings are opposite to the ancestral hall. Yin evil, Li Li's spirit is trapped here, not only is there no way to escape, but it may become a ghost under the nourishment of Yin Qi, and the corpse will also undergo a certain degree of corpse change..."

At this time, Xiao Qi turned around and pointed the flashlight at the window lock.

On the innermost side of the aluminum lock, there are small, dark red spots and drag marks, many layers on top of each other.

It's blood that hasn't been wiped clean.

Looking at the blood on the window lock, Xiao Qi could almost imagine that there would always be such a late night every month that a bloody hand would climb onto the window sill, unlock the lock, and then push open the window...

"The resentful spirit will repeat what happened before death." Xiao Qi blinked indifferently, and said, "Li Li's body would jump from upstairs every once in a while... That's why, some people would I could hear the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and I could also hear a woman singing downstairs."

Tata suddenly realized: "No wonder Zhang Zhihui wants to make up such a story to lie to you."

"En." Xiao Qi said, "The night before yesterday, Li Li jumped off the building again. Zhang Zhihui wanted to take the box to pick up the corpse, but he met Zhou Heng and me..." Seemingly thinking it was funny, he sneered and continued , "He was afraid that we would go rummaging in the grass and see the dead body, so he made up a story on the spot, trying to convince us that all the voices came from a doll."

Peter Pan blinked his eyes twice, and said, "Is he so courageous? If you and Young Master Zhou asked the neighbors about him, wouldn't his identity be exposed? Isn't he afraid of you discovering him?"

"In this building, even if neighbors meet in the elevator, they will not nod and say hello. Most of the relationship is indifferent. He knows that Zhou Heng and I will not take the initiative to inquire about him... But unfortunately today, I am in I met the courier downstairs, and through the courier, I knew that he was not Chen Fang in the story... Besides, although most of the story was fabricated, there were some real parts..." Xiao Qi glanced at the phone number Date, said, "He is not afraid of us finding out, because he did move today. For him, that story is just an insignificant lie to two new neighbors."

"Ah!" Pan Peter patted his thigh and said, "Then let's call the police!"

"There is no evidence, why call the police?" Xiao Qi left the balcony, walked into the living room again, and said, "Hurry up and find the body early, and go back to eat early."

Everyone: "..."

Master, you are really strong.

The house in Bailaiping has three bedrooms and two living rooms, and the furniture is covered with a layer of white cloth, which is covered with dust.

Simon and Peter Pan went together to search the master bedroom.

Tata followed Xiao Qi, never leaving.

Because the apartment had been without water and electricity for a long time, everyone could only act in the dark with flashlights.

Peter Pan looked through all the cabinets in the master bedroom, but found nothing suspicious except for some odds and ends.

He even got down on the floor and looked under the bed, but there were no corpses or bones as he had imagined.

I searched for it for about a quarter of an hour.

Simon squatted in front of the cabinet with a flashlight in his mouth. Suddenly, he paused, and then looked at the door with some hesitation.

Peter Pan stepped on the chair, looked over the hanging air conditioner, and muttered, "Do you want to dismantle the air conditioner... Could there be a hand hidden in it..."

"Shh!"

At this time, Peter Pan heard Simon's voice, and he turned to look to the other side of the bed.

Simon stood up, as if he was listening with his ears up.

Peter Pan jumped off the chair and said, "What's the matter?"

Simon frowned and said, "Listen."

Pan Peter was a little nervous, walked to Simon, and imitated him to listen quietly.

After a while, Peter Pan asked, "What are you listening to?"

Simon said: "Listen, there is no sound."

Peter Pan: "..."

Seeing Pan Peter's speechless expression, Simon knew that he didn't understand what he meant, so he could only explain in more detail: "Just now there was the movement of Xiao Qi and Tata turning over the cabinet, and suddenly, there was no sound at all."

Peter Pan was taken aback for a moment, then came back to his senses.

It really is so.

Immediately afterwards, feeling a little nervous in his heart, he walked out and said, "Those two, won't you leave first?"

Now the night has completely fallen, and the living room is dark.

Peter Pan and Simon searched in each room, shouting, "Uncle Master——"

"Tata—"

But in the small apartment, there was no movement of the other two people.

Peter Pan searched around, but to no avail. He quickly dragged Simon out, without looking back, and said, "Go, go, go... Never mind, the two of them may have gone back." He said, still a little angry, " It's really embarrassing not to tell us..."

The two left the dark room 1301. As soon as they went out and stepped into the corridor, the sensor light on the top turned on.

Peter Pan heaved a sigh of relief. When he saw Room 1202 opposite, he said aggrievedly, "Those two must have gone to Master Zhou's house. They might have already had dinner by now."

Peter Pan went to Room 1202 and rang the doorbell, then knocked on the door again, and said, "Open the door! We're back!"

Zhou Heng opened the door, and outside the door was a clean corridor, which was empty under the cold light of the sensor lamp.

***

Zhou Heng was answering the phone in the house, when he vaguely heard a knock on the door, he came to open the door, but there was no one outside.

He looked around the aisle again, and was about to close the door when he suddenly found a piece of yellow talisman paper floating beside the door.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Zhou Heng went out the door, bent down to pick up the talisman paper, turned it back and forth, and scanned it twice.

Then, he came to the entrance of the elevator and looked into the elevator.

He had a feeling that Xiao got up.

Just at this moment, there was a sudden "click", like the sound of a spring springing open.

Zhou Heng followed the sound and saw that the door of room 1201 was opened ahead, and there was a dark line between the door.

Zhou Heng felt strange.

The wheelchair slid to the door of Room 1201. Zhou Heng opened the door and looked inside.

It was an empty apartment with no life in it.

Then Zhou Heng could feel the slightest ominous aura lurking in the darkness in front of him.

Because the weird feeling was still lingering, Zhou Heng pushed the wheelchair into the apartment without hesitation.

The moment Zhou Heng entered the door, the iron door behind him suddenly closed with a "bang", and it was tightly closed.

Zhou Heng looked back, his expression unchanged, he took out his mobile phone calmly, turned on the flashlight and took a photo towards the front.

The moment the light came on, half of a bloody woman lay lying on the floor in front of him.

Why is it half, because women only have the upper body.

Zhou Heng met the woman face to face, and was slightly taken aback.

At this moment, the woman twisted her bones "click click", raised her head, and looked towards Zhou Heng.

Between the loose black hair, one can vaguely see that the woman has no eyes, and her skin is a dead gray color, but when she faces Zhou Heng, she seems to be able to see him.

The woman's only arm was nothing but bones, so she climbed on the ground with her hand bone, dragged her upper body and squirmed towards Zhou Heng, making a soft "hissing" sound from her throat.

Zhou Heng held up the flashlight, the light beam moved with the woman, the scene seemed to be illuminating the female ghost.

Zhou Heng remained indifferent the entire time, until the woman's hand bones were about to climb up to the toe of his shoe, he frowned as if he thought it was dirty, and the wheelchair moved back a few inches.

The woman also noticed Zhou Heng's movements, stopped, tightened her bones with a "click click", looked up at him, and said in a leaky voice of "hi-ho-hi-ho", "Are you... willing... to take me away?" ..."

The two stared at each other silently for a long time.

Zhou Heng suddenly frowned slightly, his phoenix eyes drooped, and he perfectly blended fragility and melancholy. His deep voice was slightly hoarse, and he said, "Sister, I really envy you that you can do whatever you want. Whoever you fancy, you can let him take you. Go, don't be like me...so infatuated, I can only love one person in my life..."

Zhou Heng paused, raised his eyes to look at the mangled woman, and said, "Sister, I'm so stupid, can you teach me?"

The woman tilted her head with a click: "??????"

The author has something to say: The female ghost scratches her head: I don't understand, what kind of tea is this?

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